My Deranged Mafia Marriage Chapter 07

My Deranged Mafia Marriage Chapter 07

The door closed. 

Lorenzo returned to my bedside. 

“Sonia… I’m so sorry my mother said those things. I’ll 

keep them away from me. We can start over. Please. I’ll 

do anything.” 

I didn’t look at him. 

“Lorenzo, sign the papers.” 

His breath hitched. 

“I won’t sign. I won’t. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. You need someone to take care of 

you right now.” 

I don’t need you. 

I picked up my phone and called a nursing agency to 

hire a full–time caregiver. 

Lorenzo just stood there. 

When I hung up, his voice was raspy. “Fine. I won’t bother you. I’ll be right outside. Call if you need 

anything.” 

He left. 

For an entire week, Lorenzo stayed at the hospital 

every day. 

He used the hospital kitchen to cook for me. Soups, 

stews. He handed the meals to the nurses to bring in. 

I told the nurses to throw them away. 

When the doctor came in, Lorenzo followed behind. 

The doctor checked my chart and sighed. 

“Mrs. Vitale, your uterus is severely damaged. Due to 

the hemorrhaging and the prolonged exposure to cold water… it’s unlikely you’ll be able to conceive again.” 

I nodded. 

“I understand. Thank you, Doctor.” 

After the door closed, the nurse whispered to me, “He’s 

outside. He’s been crying non–stop. He hasn’t eaten in days. You know, marriages have survived worse than 

this.” 

I looked out the window. 

“Some things can’t be preserved, Maria. Not because 

they’re too broken, but because someone no longer 

wants to fix them.” 

On the day I was discharged, I didn’t tell a soul. 

I had the nurse help me pack. Then I took a cab to a 

hotel. 

Then I called my lawyer to send over new documents. 

Lorenzo wouldn’t sign. 

He started looking for me. 

Blocked numbers. New phones. The texts went from 

desperate to fragmented. 

[Sonia, I sold the house. The money has been 

transferred to your account. 

I cut ties with my mother. I’m completely finished with 

them. 

Please, just see me once. Just once.] 

I didn’t answer. 

I found a small apartment near my office and moved in. 

As I walked toward the building, I stopped. 

Lorenzo was leaning against the wall at the entrance. 

He looked like a ghost. Thin. Gaunt. Unshaven. Heavy dark circles under his eyes. 

Cigarette butts were scattered at his feet. 

He looked up, his eyes catching the light. 

“Sonia… I’ve been waiting so long…”